Date: Thu, 19 May 2005 05:50:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Travis Macready
Subject: BD's Pupil - installment 1
There was never much question in my mind that I was bi-sexual. The reason
I say that is that I have always been incredibly attracted to the fairer
sex, while at the same time holding a fascination with the male cock.
I've never been able to fully explain it, and until recently I had never
known for sure what I would do if presented with the opportunity to
explore the other side of my sexual appetite.
I've gone through periods where I came closer to actually seeking out an
opportunity, but in the end I always seemed to think better of it. Few
and far between is the woman who will understand that while you love her
very much, and are totally attracted to her, you also would like to have
a thick serving of cock once in a while.
Well last week I finally decided to take the plunge. I joined a group
that was advertised as a message group with the purpose of hooking up
bi-sexual married men in my immediate area. I joined, cruised the
profiles, until I found what I wanted: a man similar in age, similar in
situation, who enjoyed being sucked and wanted to be a top in a
no-strings-attached relationship. With his profile was also a picture of
his naked cock, which I will add was a magnificent looking specimen,
particularly for a 48 year-old man. The poster's handle was BiDad, so
I'll refer to him as BD from here on in (we never did exchange real
names).
I emailed BD and inquired about hooking up. After a few emails, it was
obvious that, at the very least, we hit it off and could make good
conversation, and since I was so nervous about this whole thing (unsure
as well), we decided to meet for a beer at a local tavern to just shoot
the shit and see what happened. No strings.
Well when we hooked up I was very relieved. BD is about my size, a big
guy, good looking, and not a bit on the pretentious side. Frankly this
was the kind of guy that I choose as my friends, someone to watch the
game together, go out to eat, whatever. We immediately hit it off,
talking about the movies we liked, sports teams, etc. It was 2-3 beers in
before we even discussed the matter at hand.
"Not that I want to rush things," BD said. "But how do you think it's
going so far?"
"You know, I am getting to feel pretty comfortable. How about you?"
BD smiled, took a long pull of his beer, and said: "To be honest, I would
love to take this to the next level. In fact, I am getting excited just
thinking about the prospect. But it's 100% up to you."
I took a drink myself, still steeling up the courage. Fact is, I was
ready.
"You want to come over to my place?" I asked.
"I'm following you," he said.
BD followed me to my house, which was only a couple of miles away. When
we got inside I asked if he wanted another beer and he declined.
"Just give me some water," he said. "Too many beers gives me whiskey
dick, and I want to make sure I can give you a good first time!"
We sat down on the couch and I tried to make small talk. The nervousness
was back, now that it was just the two of us. BD wasn't having any of it.
"There's a saying I like, you may have read it in my profile. 'Let's take
our clothes off and get to know each other'!"
I agreed and we both took our clothes and tossed them in a heap on the
living room floor. BD's cock looked just the same as his picture,
dark-skinned, thick, and partially erect. It was a thing of magnificence
to me, my first unencumbered look at another man's penis. No shame, only
admiration and uncontrollable lust!
BD sat back down on the leather couch.
"I think you'd look good kneeling right here between my legs," he said.
I was glad he was taking control. I was turned on like no man's business
and I needed someone to drive this scenario. I'd thought about it 1000
times in my life, but now, with it right in front of me, I was
light-headed and drunk with opportunity.
I did what he said, kneeling and resting my forearms on his thighs. His
cock was now only a foot away from me, if that. I could already smell his
sex. There was precum leaking from the end of his half-hard member.
"Say hello," was all BD said, and spread his legs, inviting me in.
I leaned in and kissed his fat cock. The smell was nothing short of
intoxicating. I wrapped my left hand around it, surprised by its warmth.
I was about to discover that a cock is not a dildo, no thing of inorganic
material and rubberized veins...a man's cock is a living thing, pulsing
blood, engorged with the entirety of a man's lust. His cock swelled in my
hand and I almost let go of it, like a snake moving with a mind of its
own.
It was now or never. I opened my mouth and slid his thick member onto my
tongue and closed myself around it. BD groaned and his cock swelled some
more and grew another inch. I circled my tongue around him, wetting him,
letting my saliva flow freely, soaking him. I wanted this so badly, and I
knew I just had to get him all the way in.
I've found with most things that success is merely a matter of desire. If
you want it badly enough, you'll get it. The first time I fucked myself
with a dildo, I thought I would never make it past the first inch, that
searing pain of a virgin ass, but as the waves of incredible lust filled
me, as I imagined it the first cock that would ever fuck me, I pressed
onward and before I knew it the thing was buried inside me.
I wanted BD's cock down my throat more than I have ever wanted anything.
I pressed on until the huge head was stopped at the back, where the
gagging reflex desperately wanted me to stop. I used to be able to open
my throat to chug a beer in college, and that, combined with my total
lust for success and BD's gentle insistence with his hands on the back of
my head, was enough. I relaxed the muscles, took my last breath, and
allowed BD to push himself all the way down until my face was buried in
his pubes, his balls smashed against my chin.
It never occurred to me the immense power and pride a woman must feel
when a man's cock grew to steel under her expert guidance. A woman can
pretend to moan, or fake an orgasm, but when a man's cock responds to you
in such a way, there is no doubting what you've accomplished and there is
no feeling like it in the world. The man on top may be in control, but in
that moment, when his cock has fallen so in love with your efforts that
it is turned stiff, straining against itself for relief, there is but one
power broker in the house.
As if sensing my newfound confidence, BD spoke, his voice hoarse and dry:
"We need the bed," was all he could manage, and withdrew his long hard
cock from me.
We ambled up the stairs, our erections wagging to and fro. We have a tall
poster bed and when BD saw it he muttered, "Perfect. Get on your back and
hang your head back off the side with your mouth open."
I didn't need to ask any questions, we both knew what was next. I did as
he said and BD maneuver his cock head to the entrance of my gaping mouth.
I tried to line up my throat with his extended pole. He placed his hands
around behind my neck and alongside my cheeks and held me strong as he
reinserted his stiff member down my waiting throat. This time he didn't
stop until his balls rested on my inverted nose. My eyes rolled back as
he began reasserting his control by deep fucking my skull. His huge dick
would shoot down my throat and up again, nearly out but not quite, then
back down again. I could barely catch my breath every other thrust, and I
sounded like one of those gagging porno bitches I'd envied so many times.
It was out of this world. The only sounds were the sloppy thrusts and
BD's grunts and moans. He thrust faster and faster and I could feel his
cock getting hotter, swelling, and I knew he was close. He had told me
earlier that he always tried to save his loads between escapades, and it
had been 2-3 weeks since he'd gotten off.
"OH GOD," he moaned, taking his hands off my head. He placed his cock
head just inside my mouth as it started jerking and shooting. Rope after
rope of warm, salty sperm blasted into my mouth, splashing off my tongue
and the back of my throat, pooling in the inverted roof of my mouth.
Being the first cum I've ever had shot into my mouth, I am not sure
exactly how much it was, but it felt like a cup. It was similar to my own
but much thicker and stickier. Sweet and salty.
BD was spent and climbed onto the bed. I swished his man juice around in
my mouth, savoring the warm, gooey loveliness before swallowing it down
in a gulp. BD's eyes were closed, a blissful smile spread across his
lips, sweat pouring from his forehead, his breathing labored but slowing.
His beautiful cock had begun to shrink, but was still magnificent, and I
bent over and lay in his lap.
I know the head of my own cock is incredibly sensitive after cumming, so
I didn't want to risk sucking on him just yet, but I simply had to have
some more of him, so I went to work on his balls. The heavy smell of man
sex filled the air, but down under his balls it was heaviest, and I
thought I had died and gone to heaven. I licked and sucked his balls, but
there was new territory I wanted to explore, and as if he knew my
thoughts, BD lifted a leg to grant me access to his underside. I licked a
wet trail down under his cock, across the perineum, and settled in on his
lovely asshole, licking all around, pushing my tongue in like a tiny
cock...
BD pushed me gently away. "Let me give you better access," he said,
turning over and getting on all fours, his ass high in the air. I climbed
behind him and buried my face in his crack. He smelled like man sweat and
cum and I ate at him ravenously, licking up and down his crack, sucking
on his hole, tonguing him mercilessly. He groaned and squirmed, forcing
his ass back on me. And then he said something that shocked me:
"Fuck me."
Now I had planned on doing nothing but servicing this man and then
letting him fuck me. I was the bottom. Frankly I didn't care if I got off
at all, I was here for sucking and getting fucked, that was the deal. But
that didn't mean I was dead. My cock was in another world it was so
engorged and excited. There was a pool of precum all over the bedspread.
And here was this magnificent man, his ass in the air, commanding me to
fuck him.
I grabbed the lube that was supposed to be for HIS cock and squirted some
in his crack and on my throbbing dick. I got behind him and pressed until
I found his flower, then started to slide in slowly. BD was having none
of that and thrust his ass back, impaling himself on my 6.5 " rod. Well,
I'd like to say that I fucked him well, but I was so turned on, and his
ass was so incredibly tight, that I was only able to make 3 or 4 good
strokes before the red hot sperm in my balls exploded forth, rocking me
through the biggest orgasm I have ever had!
When I was spent I pulled out, a trail of cum leaking out of BD's ass and
down onto the bedspread.
"Clean me out," he commanded.
I leaned in and started slurping greedily at the mess that was coming out
of his behind. My own jism never tasted so good!
When I was done BD turned over and his eyes locked with mine, full of
lust and passion. I looked down and his cock was so hard I thought it
would burst of its own accord. I had estimated him at 7 or so inches hard
when I sucked him off that first time, but if it was possible, he was
every bit of 9 inches now.
"It's your turn," was all he said, and pushed me onto my back.
Instinctively I put my feet in the air as he squirted the lube in my
crack and slathered his dick. He leaned into my legs and worked the lube
up and down my crack with the head of his cock until he was poised at my
entrance. He slowly pushed the head past my outer ring, and when he
penetrated me my eyes grew to saucers, not from the pain (there was a
little) but from the unbelievable reality of what had just happened: I
was being entered by another man's hard cock!!
BD was holding still, not sure if I was hurting, not wanting to go too
fast for me. But I wanted him to know how much I wanted him, and since I
couldn't possibly speak, I raised my ass to accept more of his big dick,
hoping to convey the message, but as I did, he must have decided to try a
bit more, and the combination of me pushing up and him pushing down (and
a good amount of ass lube) caused him to fill me in one smooth move! Just
like that his huge, hard, burning cock was buried to the hilt in my ass!
Now I have had good sex, but that moment will stay with me forever. It
was as if all BD's manhood had rushed to his cock, his essence, his
lifeblood, and that hot, raging part of him, so full of lust, so full of
desire, was inside me. This was no cold, inanimate object...this was the
all of his manhood buried deep, filling me up. It felt like a living,
breathing furnace, heating me from the inside out. They say heroin is
impossibly, irrefutably addictive, but I couldn't imagine anything in
this world I would ever crave more than this hot cock in my ass!
BD slowly began fucking me but I was ready to be pounded.
"FUCK ME," I yelled and tried to buck my ass to devour his cock once
more.
That was all the go-ahead he needed, and he wrapped his arms around my
extended legs and started fucking me hard, rocking the bed, slapping his
balls on my ass cheeks.
"UH, UH, UH," he grunted as the bed rocked and squeaked, two men going at
it like a couple of wild beasts. For ten minutes there was nothing but
the raw sound of me getting fucked like a freight train, and the room was
like a den of pure male sexuality.
BD was non-stop, his huge cock like a red-hot piston, ramming me again
and again. My asshole was on fire, and I felt like I was going to pass
out every time he struck home on my prostate. Finally he build his load
again and was ready to blow.
"Cum in my mouth," I begged.
He pulled out with a grunt and climbed over me to reach my gaping
mouth. He stuffed his cock into my mouth and I got two good deep throats
in before he sank his dick deep inside me and shot his load directly into
my gut.
"MMMMMMM," he groaned as he orgasm-ed, and his cum warmed my insides.
When it was all over the room smelled like we'd dumped a gallon of sperm
and man-sweat on the floor. My head was spinning, it was like it wasn't
even real.
Since we had the rest of the afternoon, I sucked BD off twice more, once
in bed after we'd regained our strength and again in the living room on
the couch, just before he had to leave.
We decided to meet the next month to give me some more practice!